God's Own Country

A short pleasant drive through the pathway Between the impenetrable woodlands lying untamed - Cradled by soft wind, the scenic lush foliage I gaped at During my recent visit to my homeland Enriched and cheered my dreary mind; Fresh breeze, so pure, gently tousled my hair Giving me a feel that right then I was Heading towards a heavenly hamlet; the Idyllic green cover was embellished with mangoes, enormous and Jackfruits, huge. The flowering trees with vivid blooms formed a Kaleidoscope of colours glinting in soft sunlight after a drizzle; Lofty trees shaped a canopy of leaves, so artistic, and glued My eyes to its pristine rustic charming beauty: No wonder this land is called ‘God’s Own Country’ - Of all the beautiful places, here is Nature at Her best! Ponds, lakes and streams were fringed with long Queues of coconut trees, some leaning over the lakes - Reflecting and glistening in the water below; Shh! The soft silvery clouds and the misty hills seemed To be engaged in a cosy-chat - so dreamy and enchanting; Upon the luxuriant land sprawled large spindly rubber trees - Verdurous, lined up in orderly rows - so mystic - as if Wishing to whisper a secret in my ears. Listening to Xylophone music from my son’s mobile, so peaceful, my mind Yearned to glance more at Her graceful face!...as the Zig-zag road, untiring, unfurled before my eyes, with its twists and turns. Date: 06/23/2022 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 16 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Mark Toney